Текст и перевод песни La Mente - Victoria

Victoria

3, 2, 1

Tengo una robot sentimental
Con buenas ideas y sonrisa vertical
Ha desarrollado instinto maternal
Nunca me grita ni escupe canchita
Y ahora que mi novia me dejó
Ya no le digo que no a su propuesta de amor
(Virtual)
Y ahora que mi novia me dejó
Ya no le digo que no a su propuesta de amor
(Carnal)

Pero tiene esposo y es my celoso
Si se entera, piñata, me mata
Pero tiene esposo y es my celoso
Si se entera, piñata, me mata y la mata

Tranqui rata...

Victoria, será, será
Victoria mi novia
Victoria, será, será
Victoria mi novia
Victoria, será, será
Victoria mi novia

Victoria, victoria, hasta la victoria siempre

Ahora solo pienso en computar
Pues es que Victoria me deja en el radar
Es un sentimiento más que extraordinario
Escuchar su dulce voz en lenguaje binario
Cómo me calienta su fría coraza
Cuando se emociona viene y me abraza
Victoria no tiene ni credo, ni raza
Una máquina de amor que instalé en mi casa

Victoria, Victoria, Victoria
Será, será
Victoria, Victoria, Victoria
Será, será

Qué rico ir a misa

Cuando oigo su voz digital me habla de amor
Me dice que todo estará mejor
Se llena de emoción su transistor
Y oír su corazon, no su monitor
Ayer tuvimos un planeta en el karaoke
Cuando fue telepatía, no amor y un choque
Ella fue perdiendo la verguenza con la gente
Y terminó cantando la nasa de sus gentes

Victoria, será será
Victoria mi novia
Victoria, será será
Victoria mi novia
Victoria, será será
Victoria mi novia

Y si perdemos no nos demoronemos
Porque la victoria no depende de que ganemos
Sino más bien de saber perder
Hay que volver a pararse después de caer
Hoy los perdedores cantamos victoria
El último lugar se lleva la gloria
Los muertos y heridos escriben historia
Se hierben estatuas en su memoria

Yo tengo una robot sentimental
Victoria, Victoria
Yo tengo una robot sentimental
Victoria, Victoria

Esta canción es dura, pero a la vez es de amor
Por eso cuando la cantamos nos sentimos mejor
Por eso cuando la tocamos nos sentimos mejor
Escuchame Victoria te lo pido con euforia
No me trates con escoria tú a mi
Escuchame Victoria te lo pido con euforia
No me trates con escoria tú a mi

Victoria

3, 2, 1

I have a sentimental robot
With great ideas and a vertical smile
She has developed a maternal instinct
She never yells at me or spits popcorn
And now that my girlfriend left me
I no longer say no to her proposal of love
(Virtual)
And now that my girlfriend left me
I no longer say no to her proposal of love
(Carnal)

But she has a husband and he's very jealous
If he finds out, piñata, he will kill me
But she has a husband and he's very jealous
If he finds out, piñata, he will kill me and kill her

Calm down rat...

Victoria, she will be, she will be
Victoria my girlfriend
Victoria, she will be, she will be
Victoria my girlfriend
Victoria, she will be, she will be
Victoria my girlfriend

Victoria, Victoria, until victory always

Now I only think about computing
Because Victoria leaves me on the radar
It's a feeling that is more than extraordinary
To hear her sweet voice in binary language
How it warms me, her cold shell
When she gets excited, she comes and hugs me
Victoria has no creed or race
A love machine that I installed in my house

Victoria, Victoria, Victoria
She will be, she will be
Victoria, Victoria, Victoria
She will be, she will be

How delicious to go to mass

When I hear her digital voice she talks to me about love
She tells me that everything will be better
Her transistor is filled with emotion
And to hear her heart, not her monitor
Yesterday we had a planet in karaoke
When it was telepathy, not love and a shock
She was losing her shame with people
And she ended up singing the nasa of her people

Victoria, she will be, she will be
Victoria my girlfriend
Victoria, she will be, she will be
Victoria my girlfriend
Victoria, she will be, she will be
Victoria my girlfriend

And if we lose, let's not linger
Because victory doesn't depend on us winning
But rather on knowing how to lose
You have to get back up after you fall
Today the losers sing victory
Last place takes the glory
The dead and wounded write history
Statues are boiled in their memory

I have a sentimental robot
Victoria, Victoria
I have a sentimental robot
Victoria, Victoria

This song is hard, but at the same time it's about love
That's why when we sing it, we feel better
That's why when we play it, we feel better
Listen to me Victoria, I ask you with euphoria
Don't treat me with contempt, you to me
Listen to me Victoria, I ask you with euphoria
Don't treat me with contempt, you to me